Chapter 105 Chapter 105: Poor Texas
Chapter 105: Poor Texas
"Exusiai, go get that bottle of wine from the bottom of the cabinet. Here's the key."
Emperor Penguin flicked out a string of keys with his flipper, which traced a perfect arc through the air and landed precisely in Exusiai's hand.
"Hey, boss, when did you hide something there?"
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't. Hurry up!"
This unlucky kid, always digging to the bottom of things. Emperor waddled over to the sofa, hopped up, and sat down. His pair of mung bean-sized penguin eyes remained fixed on Kevin.
As if still filled with deep-seated doubts.
Kevin didn't mind at all.
"Do you know the boss?"
Instead, it was W beside him who couldn't help but ask. Although this penguin was quite generous, its gaze was really strange.
"Of course not. Didn't you hear me just say 'let's be friends'?"
Emperor rolled his eyes. How could this Sarkaz be so stupid?
Asking a question that's already been answered once.
W curled her lip disdainfully.
Those eyes were practically glued to Boss Kevin, and it tells her "don't know"? Does it think her over ten years of mercenary experience is just about blowing things up?
Meanwhile, Exusiai had already brought over the bottle of wine. The ancient-looking bottle seemed to have some years on it.
"Boss, the wine."
"The key."
"Hehehe, here."
Emperor took the key Exusiai handed over, then gave Is a look.
Is, who had been standing by attentively, stepped forward. Without any visible corkscrew in hand, he simply pulled lightly and the cork came out.
With practiced ease, he poured several glasses, the red wine line stopping perfectly at the same height in each, looking exceptionally balanced.
He served Emperor first, then Kevin, then everyone else one by one, before returning to his attentive stance by the side.
"Please enjoy."
"Thank you."
"Tsk tsk, this is the boss's treasured good wine. Thanks to you, Kevin."
Exusiai said cheerfully. The boss hid it so well; normally they couldn't drink this. At most, they'd be happy with some sparkling wine.
"Instead of chattering here, go get my record."
Exusiai was blocking Emperor's view of Kevin, which immediately made its face fall. Raising its voice, it shooed away its oblivious employee.
"You, how did you get in?"
"?"
"...Pushed the door open and walked in."
Faced with Emperor's inquiry, Kevin fell into a rare silence. But due to the other's earlier enthusiasm, he still answered the question.
"Oh... Hey, no, I'm not asking you that!"
Who's asking you that?! Both W and FrostNova turned their gazes towards it, carrying a hint of pity along with them.
Emperor's face darkened.
"I'm asking how you 'got in'?"
It took a deep breath. Its mung bean-sized eyes actually revealed a trace of seriousness.
This guy in front of him was no ordinary person. He could actually make it feel danger?! Lethal danger.
You have to understand, from the moment of its birth, it was "immortal"!
And although similarly lacking any distinctive physical features, Emperor deeply understood that Kevin before him was fundamentally different from those guys in the deep sea.
So, only two possibilities remained: one from before history, or one from outside this world.
"I do not know what happened. Perhaps due to some unknown 'turbulence,' I arrived here after waking up."
Kevin concealed two truths: the existence of the system and the memories he actually possessed.
"Oh? A case of amnesia? That makes things difficult."
Difficult? Not difficult at all. Amnesia is good! It's those with some hidden agenda joining in that are worrisome.
Emperor grinned, not showing any sign of being troubled at all.
As for other secrets? It was very interested, but not too worried. Because beings like "Beast Lords" were inherently connected to this land's deepest secrets.
Just then, Exusiai brought over its record. In a good mood, it personally placed this vinyl record into the record player. Although each use reduced its lifespan, it still loved listening to this.
An intense rhythm burst forth from the record player. The passionate, explosive rap seemed to ignite the entire bar!
"Woo-hoo! I love this song! Does it have a name, Emperor?"
"You have good taste! Then I'll tell you! Its name is 'Loyal to the Beat!' The one and only, the great performer is standing right before your eyes!"
To Emperor, W's words were undoubtedly the most sincere praise. In a good mood, it picked up the microphone and told this rather agreeable Sarkaz in its highest pitch who the real superstar was!
With W and Exusiai as the atmosphere crew, the two humans and one penguin were having a blast.
"W seems to be having a lot of fun."
"She probably doesn't get many days like this normally. It's good she's happy."
If possible, Kevin wished this little girl who kept calling him boss could always live this kind of life.
But she still had her own chosen path.
The group on one side was having a great time, but Texas on the other side of the bar was suffering.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes bloodshot. Somewhaton the verge of a breakdownly, she flipped over, grabbed a nearby pillow and covered her head. But even the sofa was vibrating from the intense rock music. How could a small pillow block out this brain-piercing noise?
The poor Lupo tried to shrink her head down as much as possible, but it was ultimately futile.
She just wanted a good night's sleep. Why was it so difficult?
If she had known earlier, she would have stayed at the company. Why did she believe Exusiai's nonsense and come to sleep at a bar?
Under this kind of assault, the sleep-inducing effects of alcohol were pitifully small...
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Collectible:
【Chilled Sweet Zongzi】
Effect: When Operator 【Kevin】 is recruited and deployed, immediately activates his second talent regardless of prerequisites.
Description: A traditional festival delicacy from Yan, symbolizing prosperity and happiness for the family.
This long-cooled zongzi on the plate was made by Kevin himself. Over a century, his skill in this craft has become unmatched. But the one who would complain he learned too fast is no longer here.
"Every year on this day, no matter how important other matters are, no matter what burden using that spatial transfer ability urgently would place on his body, he would always return to Gouwu ahead of time."
"He would personally make zongzi, pour pu'er tea, then sit in this quiet courtyard for an entire day. It has been this way for a hundred years."
"It's laughable to say that such zongzi would also have a portion reserved for me. Is it a reward for me guarding this place every year?"
"Even more laughable is that even though he couldn't keep anything, I've waited in this mansion for a hundred years. Isn't the meaning clear enough? Yet he remains that block of ice."
"Aren't we supposed to be alike?"
"Haha... Perhaps precisely because he remains as he was in the past and continues as he is now, he can evoke such incredible emotions in me."
"But still... being able to eat zongzi made by his own hands... I feel... honored."
Xi looked back, as if seeing that man once more.
Loneliness beyond resolution, just like that eternally unmelting ice.
"Well then... If I've waited a hundred years already... what's another hundred years? Or even a thousand?"
"The affairs of this world are but a long dream upon waking... I can afford to wait."
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